() Xiaopeng stopped and stared at the group of people with some confusion, and the kite slowly landed on the ground.

Xiong Ying stretched out his hand and sneered: "Take it here and give it back to me!" Ping San and others naturally continued to help, "Hurry up!"

Xiaopeng remained silent, thinking about his mother's "no fighting" prohibition, and assessing the balance of strength between the two sides. Finally, he turned around and walked away quickly towards the hill again. He thought to himself: "I can't afford to offend you, I can hide, and I can't get into it."

When I enter the woods, no one can catch me."

The older children had no intention of chasing down the bandits, so they were satisfied with Xiaopeng's desperate escape. A group of people laughed. However, Xiaopeng's fearless expression still made people a little uncomfortable, so someone picked him up.

The stones were thrown far away, and some people made up a jingle:

"Bad shoes, a stinky bitch, gave birth to a wild seed; a wild seed, without courage, cried and wet his pants."

Everyone found this passage very funny, so they all joined in and repeated in unison that the whole village could hear:

"Bad shoes, stinky bitch, gave birth to a wild seed; wild seed, no courage, cried and wet his pants..."

Someone loudly added: "There is a heartless little bitch next to me..." For a moment, everyone burst into laughter.

They also had little idea of ​​the exact meaning of the words "bad shoes, bastard, bitch". They only heard it from adults. Xiaopeng didn't understand it either. So neither the one who scolded nor the one who was scolded actually understood what he was scolding.

, but the happiness of the former and the anger of the latter have not been reduced.

Xiaopeng clearly remembered the last time someone hung a pair of broken shoes on the door of his courtyard. When his mother saw it when she got up in the morning, she was so angry that she was shaking all over and her face turned pale and red. Therefore, he knew that this word would deeply affect his mother.

Hurt. Now that he heard this word again, and even Huahua was called a "little bitch", Xiaopeng's steps slowed down, his fists clenched, his chest heaved violently, and he hesitated to rush back to fight with them.

Huahua was out of breath from running and just arrived. She saw Xiaopeng turning around and coming back. A group of older children in front of her were shouting and laughing. She still didn’t understand what happened. She saw the kite being dragged on the ground by Xiaopeng. She was very heartbroken and bent down to go.

Pick it up. At this moment, a stone flew over and hit Huahua's head.

Huahua immediately fell to the ground, "Wow--" and started crying. She pressed her left forehead with her hand, and blood flowed from between her fingers.

It was Huahua's head that was hit, but Xiaopeng felt his head explode with a "boom", and his anger broke through the Tianling Cap and rushed straight into the sky. He turned around and rushed towards the older children. Every time he took a step, more veins would pop out on his forehead.

a bit.

"Oh, he wants to hit us! Let's run!" Master Xiong Ying's face was full of fear but he couldn't help but laugh.

The other children laughed.

Xiaopeng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and rushed closer and closer. His angry little face looked a bit ferocious, his true energy was flowing rapidly throughout his body, and his "Li Meng Magic" was already at full capacity.

The expressions of the older children changed a bit. They instinctively realized that the child opposite had bad intentions. Although they were still laughing for the sake of face, their smiles became stiffer and stiffer.

There were still more than ten steps left, and two or three children couldn't help but pick up rocks and throw them at the approaching evil god. But for Xiaopeng, who had practiced "Lao Yan Shenfa" to 30% strength, these were neither quick nor easy.

The wrong stones can't slow down his steps at all.

At the last moment, Xiong Ying panicked, waved his hand and shouted: "Come together, beat him to death!"

Now that the boss has spoken, Ping San takes the lead, and everyone works bravely, outflanking and swarming forward. Not to mention the absolute advantage in numbers, just looking at the figure, any one of them can defeat the little boy who is four or five years younger and a head shorter.

Peng was easily defeated. There is always no shortage of "warriors" in this moment of taking credit for a sure victory.

When children of this age fight, their fighting skills are very poor. They are nothing more than "hungry tiger pounces on food" and "Taishan pressure". If the opponent is knocked to the ground and unable to stand up, victory is considered a victory.

For Xiaopeng, who was well versed in Lao Yan's movement skills, this was no threat at all. Just a slight left and right move turned the two guys who were "hungry tigers pouncing on food" into "hungry dogs eating shit".

The other children gathered together, each reaching out to Xiaopeng, pulling his arms, pulling his hair, really "all hands and feet". However, long-term training in the jungle has already trained Xiaopeng to "see six ways and listen".

"From all directions", he knew the location and speed of everyone's attack in just a moment. Without thinking, he just relied on instinctive reactions. Lightning Stone and Fire determined the response method and execution sequence. Swimming among the crowd, only one person

Continuous "pushing" movements caused all the urchins to fall far away, especially Hei San. He grabbed his arm and waved it high, throwing him into the rice field more than ten feet away. Hei San screamed in the air,

Mud and water splashed on the ground, and then he cried loudly.

Now, only the "boss" Xiong Ying was left in front of him, who was standing aside at a loss. Without any hesitation, Xiaopeng rushed towards Xiong Ying.

So far, Xiaopeng had never practiced any boxing skills, so he just planned to grab Xiong Ying and throw him into the rice field in the same way.

But Xiong Ying had practiced boxing with his father and knew the use of fists. Although Xiaopeng's astonishing strength had frightened him, almost subconsciously, he drew back his right fist to gain momentum, then twisted his waist to deliver it.

He swung his shoulder hard and hit Xiaopeng in the face.

This was simply a live demonstration for Xiaopeng, who didn't know how to hit people with fists. Xiaopeng learned it immediately. He slightly turned his head to avoid the opponent's fist, and at the same time punched Xiong Ying in the face.

Perhaps this first punch in his life left a deep impression on Xiaopeng, so he later hit many famous martial arts masters in the face in the same way. This is a story for later, so I won’t mention it for now.

As the first victim of Xiaopeng Hero, Xiong Ying is in bad luck. Although Xiaopeng does not know how to explode his internal power at the point where his fist strikes, he has already practiced the second level of Limeng Magic.

, the small amount of internal force naturally triggered when punching was enough to beat Master Xiong so hard that even his own mother could not recognize him. Not only was his lip broken, but eight of the permanent teeth that had just been replaced in the first few years were knocked out.

, the whole mouth is completely "open".

Xiaopeng was also surprised by the power of this punch. He couldn't help but look at his own fist, and then carefully observed Master Xiong who had received the punch. He thought to himself that after all, Master Xiong came from a wealthy family and had quite a bit of integrity.

He didn't beg for mercy, didn't cry, didn't say a word, and lay quietly on the ground with his eyes rolled up, looking proud and indifferent.

The urchins around were all rolling and crying, but when they saw what happened to Young Master Xiong, they got up and ran away as if their nest had been blown up.

They followed Mr. Xiong or Ping San as helpers, each with their own plans, but none of them did it out of loyalty and support. At this time, everyone could not commit the crime of sacrificing their front teeth to protect the landowner, so they could run as fast as they wanted.

How fast can you run?

With one victory over seven, the group of evil spirits were defeated. This battle made Xiaopeng very proud. It seemed that he was the protagonist in those Jianghu heroes stories he had heard since childhood. Standing next to Mr. Xiong with his hands on his hips, he looked forward to his own glory for a moment.

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Young Master Xiong woke up faintly, and just as he groaned, he saw the hero standing with his legs crossed next to his head. His mind changed quickly, he rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and passed out again. This time, he was pretending.

Xiaopeng was looking back at Huahua when he felt something moving under his feet. He quickly checked and saw that Young Master Xiong was still unconscious. So he felt a little confused and put his foot on Young Master Xiong's chest: "Are you awake?"

Mr. Xiong replied in his heart: "Nonsense, you didn't see me unconscious!" But he didn't dare to say it out loud and continued to pretend to be dead despite the pain.

Xiaopeng continued to stomp: "Are you awake? Are you awake? Are you awake? Are you awake?" He asked and stepped on his feet, "Are you awake! Are you awake? Are you awake..."

Seeing that Mr. Xiong was really unresponsive, Xiaopeng didn't care about his life or death. He turned back to Huahua and squatted down to check the injury on her head. Although there was a lot of bleeding, the wound was not big, it was just a big bulge.

Huahua couldn't help sobbing, and looked up at Xiaopeng with aggrieved eyes, and her lips were pouted even higher. Xiaopeng was filled with pity, and she became angrier towards Young Master Xiong and others, thinking: "I'll beat you even if you go home."

Since I can't escape from the beating, I just need to give him a few more blows to vent my anger."

So he gently lifted Huahua up and said, "Huahua, go home first and let your mother help you heal your injury."

"And you?"

"I'll stay and teach him a lesson!"

"Yeah!" Huahua glanced at Mr. Xiong on the ground, nodded, turned around and ran towards her home, but thought in her heart: "I have to ask my mother to come over and comment."

Speaking of which, most of Mr. Xiong's subordinates went back to their respective homes and looked for their mothers, pretending that nothing had happened. Only Heizo ran to the Xiong family's mansion to report the news.

Rather than saying that he is loyal to Young Master Xiong, it is better to say that he hates Xiaopeng too much. When he was thrown into the rice field, he was not only beaten to pieces, but his clothes were torn and covered in mud. He was bound to get a good meal from his father when he returned home.

Beating. In addition, his finger was bitten by Xiaopeng that year, and new and old hatreds broke out at the same time.

"You little bastard, wait!" Ping San gritted his teeth, "The bodyguards of Mr. Xiong's fleet have many martial arts masters. If they see you, they will beat you to death!"
Chapter completed!